"Farewell!" blubbered the executioner's wife, pressing his hand to her lips. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. The latter no sooner beheld him than he dashed hastily into an adjoining room. Papa has sent me to be religieuse.
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